Four Hundred And Eighty Two

As I wallow in the enjoyment of the long defunct detective show 'Moon Over Miami' - perhaps never to be seen on official DVD - it's easy to regress back to the joyous days of seeing it for the first time, and not realising it was cancelled with only thirteen episodes in the can. What a waste of witty writing and jazz! Today's post won't linger on that lovely show any longer, however, as it will get a piece all its own once I've made it through all the episodes.

This is post number four hundred and eighty two, and it's time for a renewed burst of panic as number five hundred edges ever closer. It would be nice to have an awesome idea, so witty and elegant that all the brave, loyal and foolhardy readers of the Quirky Muffin can appreciate and enjoy. It would be nice to have pre-planning in mind so that on that glorious day, at most thirty six days from now, one click of a button will reveal something awesome to the world. As it is... Well, you may get a pen picture of a cake, or be exposed to a ridiculous machination of the Clomp from the old story archive, or perhaps this is all a blind for an incredible idea! Procrastination is a lot easier than pre-planning, he said, while miming the role of a paper sculptor in a flying glass elevator.

Four hundred and eighty two blogs later, and there is still nonsense flying loose in the realms of the Quirky Muffin. Who would have thought it? Certainly not myself, as it has only ever been an excuse to blow off nervous tension and occasionally approach the horrors of real life obliquely. To approach real life directly would break the 'minimal self-indulgence' rule, although it is ironic that this week's odd trip out of town is to take professional literacy and numeracy tests. Should I take along the brick thick mathematical thesis and explain it to them as a backup, in case the tests go badly? At least it's sure to be fun, and a trip to Cardiff is always welcome, hopefully inspiring another of these bouts of silliness. Also, there's a board game shop in Cardiff, a tempting and torturing prospect for a penniless perambulator.

In other notable landmarks, the one hundredth Film Bin commentary is approaching, and after much deliberation we think we have chosen something very appropriate. The original, and hopefully current, motivation for Film Bin was to champion movies and television series that had perhaps been overlooked or underrated, to shine a light on things that were abandoned to the dark a bit too eagerly, or were just woefully misunderstood. The very first commentary was for 'The Seven-Per-Cent Solution', and we have something just as silly and fun for number one hundred. It's only fitting. Bring on the silliness, after the preceding five or six catchup episodes are finally done...

I now return you to your regularly scheduled Sunday. There are weird stories about medical ninjas and dream-talkers to be written, more episodes of 'Moon Over Miami' to enjoy anew, and of course that colourful guardian of the land of slumber remains to be bargained with as the dark hours wind on.

O.